Epic poetry, Greek -- Translations into English; Homer -- Translations into English; Odysseus, King of Ithaca (Mythological character)
Then the fair lady went aloft to her upper chamber, and her attendant
maidens bare for her the lovely gifts, while the wooers turned to
dancing and the delight of song, and therein took their pleasure, and
awaited the coming of eventide. And dark evening came on them at their
pastime. Anon they set up three braziers in the halls, to give them
light, and on these they laid firewood all around, faggots seasoned
long since and sere, and new split with the axe. And midway by the
braziers they placed torches, and the maids of Odysseus, of the hardy
heart, held up the lights in turn. Then the prince Odysseus of many
counsels himself spake among them saying:
“Ye maidens of Odysseus, the lord so long afar, get ye into the
chambers where the honoured queen abides, and twist the yarn at her
side, and gladden her heart as ye sit in the chamber, or card the wools
with your hands; but I will minister light to all these that are here.
For even if they are minded to wait the throned Dawn, they shall not
outstay me, so long enduring am I.”
So he spake, but they laughed and looked one at the other. And the fair
Melantho chid him shamefully, Melantho that Dolius begat, but Penelope
reared, and entreated her tenderly as she had been her own child, and
gave her playthings to her heart’s desire. Yet, for all that, sorrow
for Penelope touched not her heart, but she loved Eurymachus and was
his paramour. Now she chid Odysseus with railing words:
“Wretched guest, surely thou art some brain-struck man, seeing that
thou dost not choose to go and sleep at a smithy, or at some place of
common resort, but here thou pratest much and boldly among many lords
and hast no fear at heart. Verily wine has got about thy wits, or
perchance thou art always of this mind, and so thou dost babble idly.
Art thou beside thyself for joy, because thou hast beaten the beggar
Irus? Take heed lest a better man than Irus rise up presently against
thee, to lay his mighty hands about thy head and bedabble thee with
blood, and send thee hence from the house.”
Then Odysseus of many counsels looked fiercely on her, and said: “Yea,
straight will I go yonder and tell Telemachus hereof, thou shameless
thing, for this thy speech, that forthwith he may cut thee limb from
limb.”
So he spake, and with his saying scared away the women, who fled
through the hall, and the knees of each were loosened for fear, for
they deemed that his words were true. But Odysseus took his stand by
the burning braziers, tending the lights, and gazed on all the men: but
far other matters he pondered in his heart, things not to be
unfulfilled.
Now Athene would in no wise suffer the lordly wooers to abstain from
biting scorn, that the pain might sink yet the deeper into the heart of
Odysseus, son of Laertes. So Eurymachus, son of Polybus, began to speak
among them, girding at Odysseus, and so made mirth for his friends:
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